birthday fun

I have to begin this post by saying that the cold that has been threatening to hit for a week hit last Friday and I've been dragging all weekend.  But something in me still feels, despite numerous failed attempts, that if I go for a run, I can run the sickness right out of me.  I know that it never works, but I keep thinking that this might be different.  Saturday I ran farther than I should have, but planned on resting for the rest of the day.  I took Lizzie to her soccer game and one of the coaches was gone and the other had lost her child somewhere in the YMCA.  So I offered to get the kids started.  I know absolutely nothing about soccer, as my former indoor team can attest (I think we lost one game 19-0 when we played together), so I covered up that fact by having the kids do running drills and kicking drills.  So much for resting.  Fortunately, I don't think they'll ever ask me to coach again.  The rest of the day was a total wash, including the necessary errands for Kelly's birthday party yesterday.

I had the menu all planned out and it required minimal effort on my part.  But when I went to the bakery Saturday afternoon to pick up a cake, it was closed.  Then, on my way to church yesterday morning, I suddenly realized that I'd forgotten the thaw the rolls.  So when we got home from church, I had to make a cake and make homemade bread.  Oh, and we were out of flour and powdered sugar.  Still sick, I managed, but only with a lot of help from the birthday boy and two neighbors' ingredients.  I made his favorite kind of cake, chocolate mint, and it actually turned out okay, though I am not looking forward to making many cakes in the future.  From now on, a little more planning will occur.